The Arcane

Seeping through every pore of our bodies Through every aspect of nature's bearings Runs a certain energy that we have come to know Some call it conspiracy, some call it witchcraft That only those with lunacy can truly feel it What we have come to term with the word "magic" Whether in a crystal that took millions of years to form and shape A flower that just blossomed in the spring Or water falling from up above in the chaos of the sky The question is, are you one of the ones who can feel it? Radiating so intensely you can almost see it Creating feelings of tranquility, protection, and more Through study and observation, one can master this magic And turn the simplistic, into the complex Make one emotion, a full on experience instead In the world I wish to create, this force rules all We tame the calamity, and forge it into paradise Waves crashing upon shores, becoming rain, becoming more And one day I will have it fully mastered Bent to the will of the alchemist So that even the idea of negativity itself may have a cure